Pet Cat - Blog Posts

im studying to become a veterinarian and we need to stop normalizing animal neglect as the norm this shits actually disgusting 😭

KEEP YOUR CATS INSIDE!!!!!!

indoor cats live up to 20 years whilst outside cats typically only live till theyre 4-10!!!!!

STOP neglecting your cat.

and your “outdoor cat” ISNT your cat. thats just a cat that comes to your house once in a while. they live outside because you refuse to actually care for them. dont be surprised if the cat never returns and hope and pray someone took them in and they didnt die a horrible and painful death like being hit by a car, dying of hypothermia/heat stroke, being taken by other ACTUAL wild animals because fun fact! theres no such thing as a wild version of the domesticated house cat! because they ARE DOMESTICATED. they are NOT meant to be outside. they ruin the environment and its very likely theyre going to die a horrible and painful death!!!

and to people saying that they cry because they want to go out i hope to god you dont have children and i don’t even believe in god! because cats are mentally toddlers and i bet your ass wouldn’t let a toddler go play in the fucking street just because they’re crying because they want to. there ARE safe ways to bring your cats out such as…

walks! bring your cat out on walks on leashes! if you have the space, time, and money then build a catio!

STOP putting your cats life in danger because youre fucking lazy. do not get a pet if you cant properly provide or care for them. i have zero empathy for people like that. if you cannot afford the time and money for a cat then do NOT GET ONE. surrender them to a shelter!! find someone else to give them to!! dont put your animal in danger just because you refuse to admit that youre a bad pet owner.

stop normalizing the neglect and abuse of cats. take care of your fucking cat and bring them inside where they are warm and safe.

You're gonna let somebody with an outside cat talk to you that way....?

pictures of the pretty girl :)

02/14/25

i turned towards my cat and laid my hand down next to her and she reached her little paw out to get closer and touch me 😭❤️

she does this often, pulling my hand towards her because she wants me close to her 😭❤️

i have forgotten to pay the cat tax..,.,.

forgive me.

the lovely girl likes going on walks and napping next to/on me :)

helllooo!! decided to make a blog since someone recommended me to do so for my mental health :)

hello!! im soren!!

im a pre-t trans man who was blessed by a random rock i found to be able to go on land as human !!

i suffer with really bad anxiety and possibly depression (? going to try to get diagnosed with it)

im acespec, demiromantic, and pansexual!

my gender identity is genderfaun as i go inbetween demiboy and agender

i have found a random cat who i have taken and named Baby :)

i think that is all..

goodbye now!!

some of my cat Lucky, for your enjoyment

What are you looking at? Is there something strange? 😄🐈

Our mission is danger 😎🐈‍⬛🐈🐱

Mercy and conscience are the two keys to being human.😊🙏👋🐈‍⬛

Cat Necklace

Tw: venting, pet loss, death, brief mention of contemplating self-unaliving

So, I don't even know where to start. I know this is FAR from my usual posts but honestly I have no idea what to do. It feels like my brain is still processing. On January 23rd, I lost the cat I've had every since I was a toddler. We've had her since she was just 3 days old. I remember waking up that morning and she seemed perfectly fine. She sat in my lap while I waited until it was time to leave for school. The whole school day felt perfect, in hindsight too perfect. Like the universe was giving me one last happy day. I remember I forgot to say goodbye to her like I always too before school. That night I had a bowling meet after school, so I didn't get home untiled 7:15 pm. I walked up the stairs, knowing she'd be mad at me for being gone so late without tell her. She always was. I opened the door and she was, laying on the floor, already dead. I couldn't even sleep in my own room that night and I felt terrified to go back in. Terrified that I'd still see her dead body there even though my mom had already moved her. I had always planned of taking her to college with me as an emotional support cat. She's the only reason I got through 4 years of depression, the only reason I never contemplated suicide during those horrible 4 years. She’s the reason I finally clawed my way out of that disgusting room. Now, 3 months later, and my mom thinks this is my childhood dogs last weekend. We've had him since before I was even born. I'm 16 now. He hasn't been eating and he barely gets out of bed anymore. Twice yesterday he got up and sat in the middle of the hall and just. Stared. At nothing. He can't even see anymore. He's so skinny and light and his fur isn't as soft as it was before. He nose is completely dry. He used to love liking me and my mom, you'd have to litteraly force him to stop. Now he barely does. I don't even know what to do. I don't think I can losing 2 pets I such a short period of time. I thought 2025 was going to be my year. Turns out it's far from it.